Soundgarden - Beyond The Wheel lyrics
[Soundgarden - Beyond The Wheel lyrics]
Between your house and home
There is a churning storm
Of hailing, burning bones
Tiny baby cries little, tiny pawn
In the profit game tiny baby grows
Mother, who’s your man?
Is he doing what he can
To make a proper home, home
By overturning other stones, stones?
Father, mighty man
Loves his little boys, boys
Shows them how to kill
To save his precious stones, stones
Far beyond the wheel spin your life around
By driving flesh and blood
Deep into the ground, ground
Far beyond the wheel
It steers your life around
By driving flesh and blood, blood
Deep into the ground, the ground